Monday 8th I am here in Bangor. I’m at the university, room 24, B Block, sharing with Leona. She’s asleep now but it doesn’t sound like anyone else is! It’s 12:05am and I can’t decide if I’m getting tired or not.
The room is pretty scruffy! I seem to be getting used to it though. There are [of course, a list]:
– 3 chairs
– A desk with plenty of drawers
– A large window sill/table type thing
– 2 beds
– A wardrobe
– A bin
– No carpet, just a rug! [The horror!]
One cool thing is on the ceiling. No, not the light [Obvs, thickos!] but glow-in-the-dark stickers of moons, stars, satellites etc and only our room seems to have them!
The coach journey was ok I suppose. Dougie was at the back and I was near the front so it wasn’t too bad. I’ve still got Emma trying to make me admit I fancy him though!
Art was easy enough. I just sat in the sun and sketched a thistle!
Tea was ok too. Mostly chips!
Sport in the evening was just team games but it wasn’t fair because my group, Group H, had more people.
I think Dougie is in room 41, A Block but we’re not allowed in there! […Luckily for him.]
Oh yeah, I saw the house on Lon Pobty where Auntie G lived. Bye! PARTY! [Eh?]